Scomiche One Shots

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I'm only a little ashamed at how this is all just self-indulgent smut from start to finish. If it's not your thing, don't read. If it is your thing, leave comments! And vote! TYSM!

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Mitch eyes the cock right before his eyes, his head settled onto Scott's strong thigh as he kneels between his legs. His tongue pokes out, wets his lip and dies for another taste.

Scott's hand is threaded in his hair, though, holds his head still before tilting it so that Mitch can peer up at him through his lashes. "Come up, baby," he says, nudges Mitch to stand. He's been kneeling for some time now, the skin of his knees tender and his legs shaky.

Mitch lets Scott's touch guide him onto his lap, big hands settling onto his bare waist. Mitch can feel how hard Scott is under him, wants to really feel him, but he knows he's not supposed to yet - he'll get what he needs, soon.

He whimpers hopelessly, and Scott cups his jaw tenderly, pulls him in for a filthy kiss, his tongue pushing into Mitch's mouth, taking it.

"Please," Mitch whines, presses his fingertips and blunt nails into Scott's shoulders.

"I've got you, angel. Be a good boy, and turn around for me." Mitch starts shifting, loves the press and pull of Scott's hands as he helps position him how he wants. He's settled fully in Scott's lap, back pressed flush against his firm chest. His thighs are draped over Scott's, and he's spread wide, head pressed into the crook of Scott's neck. A strong arm settles over his chest, keeps him close as hips roll up. "'Gonna' fuck you now, angel. Want that?" Mitch is only able to whimper, spreading his legs more as he nods. It's not what Scott wants and he warns, "words, angel."

Mitch sighs out a quiet and broken, "please," and then he's being filled. He's grateful for the generous prep Scott gave him earlier, remembers how his long fingers felt in him and compares it to the stretch of his cock. He whimpers, head thrown back and eyes shut tight as Scott bottoms out, and he's barely allowed any recovery time before Scott is rolling his hips. It earns lewd moans from Mitch, and they louden when Scott tweaks a sensitive nipple in his hands. Mitch is already tender from their earlier play, and he knows he'll come quickly.

"You've been so good, baby." Scott nibbles at Mitch's neck, starts a quick pace with his hips and before Mitch knows it, Scott's cock is driving deep into him, hitting his prostate with every thrust and sending stars through his veins.

"Always wanna - wanna be good," Mitch mumbles, head settled in Scott's neck. A hand slides from his waist, wraps around his cock and starts stroking him firmly. "Oh - oh, Daddy - please."

"What do you need, angel?"

"I need - fuck - to come," Mitch whines, back arching when Scott shifts his boy in his lap a bit, fucks into him deeper.

"You know good boys ask," Scott whispers, suckles gently at Mitch's neck. "And Daddies let good boys come."

"Oh," Mitch whines, barely recognizes the sounds coming from him when Scott thumbs at the head of his cock, teases him. "Oh Daddy, please - please let me come." He hopes the last few words come out coherently, is pretty sure he slurred them all together as he tilted his head to gaze at Scott

"Since you asked so nicely," Scott smiles into his neck, his hand moving faster as his thrusts turn erratic. "Come for me, angel. Want to feel you come."

Mitch only sees white, feels white as he coats Scott hand. He can feel Scott's hips stutter and the warmth of him filling him as he comes down from his high. Scott is petting him, a hand brushing through his hair as another rubs his stomach gently and holds him against Scott's chest. There's quiet words being whispered into his ear, but he's not coherent enough to really distinguish them.

Eventually his mind stops fuzzing over, and he hears Scott mumbling, "so good, baby." He settles further against Scott's chest, feels Scott's cock in him, come dripping from him. His eyes flutter shut when Scott keeps pressing sweet words into his skin.

"You were so good, angel. I'm going to take care of you. Daddy's got you."